Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

"No one can control him except Tang Ruochen." Zhao Jiale's answer is very simple, powerful and informative.

LAN Feifei's eyes flashed a chill: "hum, I didn't expect the old man to be so cruel." Tang Xiaoxuan lost his mother when he was so young.

"It's too late to say anything now. After that, I thought he would go to Tang Ruochen to settle accounts. Who would have thought that Wei Wei would suffer in the end."

"If I were Tang Ruochen, I would shoot him." Lan Feifei said coldly.

Zhao Jiale took a sip of coffee: "it was a shot. The old man was very lucky. No one died."

'Jinjue Yudu' is the largest night entertainment place in city B. It is a man's never night city. Here, everyone can find a night lover of their own taste.

Charming, spicy, sexy, pure, dazzled with flowers, everything. Even the waiter is a standard goddess face selected by thousands. You can see a beautiful scenery anywhere.

Lan Wei changed her work clothes and made up her makeup in front of the mirror. She thought that she must sell more bottles of wine today and can't be looked down upon by them. Every time her performance is the last but one. If she goes on like this, she will be fired sooner or later.

When she was ready to go to work, Laurie hurried to her: "wanwan, sister Ling asked you to talk."

"Ah? Talk again?" Lan Wei suddenly petrified.

She has talked to her three times this month. Do you want to talk?

LAN Weiwei asked nervously, "is it going to fire me?"

"Look at her expression. It's very serious. You... Ask for more luck." Laurie patted her shoulder solemnly.

Lan Wei gingerly walked to the office door, took a deep breath, pushed the door and entered: "sister Ling, are you looking for me?"

Aware that Lan Weiwei came in, Hua Ling closed the window in front of the computer and said to the girl next to him, "go out first."

"Yes, sister Ling."

Hua Ling sat on the chair and looked at Lan Wei for a moment: "do you want to do it or not?"

LAN Weiwei understood what she meant when she heard her words. Her performance this month was the last, "sister Ling, you know, I have no choice but to do this."

Hua Ling has been listening to Lan Wei's words for three years, and her ears have grown cocoons: "Su wanwan, why have you done it for so long? Why haven't you made any progress? You're not ugly. The people who come here to consume are not poor. Why can't you sell ten bottles of wine?"

"Sister Ling... I, i..."

Hualing didn't listen to her too much explanation and said decisively, "I'll give you the last month. If your performance is still like this, start receiving customers next month."

LAN Weiwei knew that the so-called customer reception was to sleep with a man and answer with his head down: "Oh."

Hua Ling leaned against the chair and looked at her. Su wanwan really looks good. She needs to look like and have a figure, but she doesn't have a brain. In Jinjue, a girl like her can make some money and buy wine in addition to sleeping with her... She's really going to be poor.

"I know, your situation is special, and you are still a black family. You have no choice but to do this." Hualing said her current situation faintly.

Lan Wei nodded and didn't dare to speak.

Hua Ling lit a cigarette and took a sip, "Do you remember when you first came here, you didn't even know who you were, but I took you in and gave you a name... But what about you? Since you came here, you've never bought ten bottles of wine a month. Su wanwan, I asked you to sell wine, not to do chores. There will be clothes for packing boxes and cleaning The clerk does this without your intervention. "